[A voice much closer than the others brings her back to full awareness. She can’t bring herself to get back up just yet, but then there’s a hand stretching out toward her and she’s scrambling backward, hands digging into the decaying leaves accumulating on the hard floor.
But the hand doesn’t move any closer. Puzzled, she forces her eyes to focus as best they can in the dark. It doesn’t help much, but it gives her a better idea of what’s she’s up against. Or whom.
His shape refuses to resolve itself in the gloom, but his hand seems normal enough. There’s something odd about his voice, though. He’s more real than anything else she’s seen so far, and that will have to suffice. She reaches out and braces against his hand to haul herself to her feet before stepping back again, quickly moving out of his immediate range. Just in case.]
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But the hand doesn’t move any closer. Puzzled, she forces her eyes to focus as best they can in the dark. It doesn’t help much, but it gives her a better idea of what’s she’s up against. Or whom.
His shape refuses to resolve itself in the gloom, but his hand seems normal enough. There’s something odd about his voice, though. He’s more real than anything else she’s seen so far, and that will have to suffice. She reaches out and braces against his hand to haul herself to her feet before stepping back again, quickly moving out of his immediate range. Just in case.]
And if I am?